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The stages of a canvas.
Sharp pain, almost crippling.
Here’s what I saw. Here’s what it looked like.
I’ve seen lots of paintings and artworks about grief, but I’ve yet to come across any that show it from the perspective of the grieving person – what their world looks like, what they see, a glimpse of grief through their eyes. So I began painting the clothing that he left behind.
Shortly after his death, I put all of his clothes only into the bedroom closet and closed the door – shirts stretched from his muscles, his favorite shoes worn and conformed to his feet, a long sleeved shirt with holes from when he was welding something, a leather jacket with a cigarette butt still in the pocket…I used to imagine that his clothes would somehow manifest him and the door would swing open, he would hop out with a big smile and say, “Here I’m am!”
But, of course, he never will
Purchasing artwork can feel like quite a commitment sometimes. Frequently, I hear people say their walls are already full and they have no room for anything else.
These tiny trolls and other vintage toys will fit just about anywhere! At with a small price tag to match their size, they can easily appease your art impulse buying.
I’m teaching a beginner drawing class at Art Alliance in Greensboro, NC. Here are some really helpful sources for the beginner.
And one of my drawings…
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…at smart sock monkey-ettes who wear glasses. Or do they?
I think this guy is about to… (as soon as he’s done being painted.)
Kind of a sassy monkey in process. She has just looked up from her book (and over the rim of her funky cateye glasses) after being distracted by her goofy monkey companion.
Boy Monkey will be in another painting of the same size and shape, to be displayed next to this one. He’ll be doing something goofy like dancing, or making a funny face…
Painting in process photographed with the model. 😉
Everybody loves sock monkeys. And sock monkeys love Everybody. They make people smile with their smiles…and their butts. Some are mischievous and some are just sweet. Some are vintage and some are newer. But really, who hasn’t had a sock monkey at some point, or still do, sitting prominently on your bed, or waiting patiently in your attic. Or, perhaps, off livin’ his own life, over here smoochin’ with my sock monkey…
I’m working on a series of sock monkey paintings now. Got any ideas of your own?